Keira was dumbfounded and frazzled, it felt like her whole world was crashing down, right in front of her.
No...it wasn't possible. This can't be true.
They must be mistaken. There must've been a mistake somewhere. It wasn't her Xander they'd seen. It wasn't him.
She was with him last night and of course, it wasn't in best situation, but he was there, alive and breathing.
He told her to go home with Drew, that he needed some time alone.
It isn't possible he would turn up dead just several hours later.
She opened her mouth to say something, but no words could come out.
She'd a lot of questions and arguments, but her brain couldn't fathom anything for her to say at that moment.
She was completely dumbfounded.
"Are you sure he was the one?" Elvira, who was still recovering from the shock, questioned no one in particular.
"And why would you ever think it was Keira who was responsible for his death?" She queried them still, shocked they could think such of her.
"Keira can't even hurt a fly, talk more of killing someone...."
"Stacey, Drew's girlfriend said she saw the two of them leave together."Cole inputted from where he was standing, gently leaving Andre's arm,
"They're currently at the precinct now and everyone was saying the same thing. They said Xander was seen last leaving with Keira and none of them returned afterwards." He retold the exact statement Stacey had given them at the precinct, then he darted his gaze to Keira who hadn't said anything since.
"What happened last night?"He inquired from her,
"I'm sorry Mister Nash, but you've told allow us do our job."One of the plaid shirts man said to Cole, digging out a cuff from his pocket and walking towards transfixed Keira.
Elvira tried to stop them by shielding away Keira, but Aiden dragged her away carefully not to hurt her.
"You've to let the cops do their job, Elvira." He chided her, holding her still, while the cop went on to cuff Keira's wrists together.
The latter made no attempt to resist the arrest, except the rain of tears that were streaming down her brown eyes.
"Keira didn't do anything."Elvira objected loudly, trying to wriggle herself out of Aiden's grasp as the plaid shirted men led Keira away,
"There must've been some misunderstanding somewhere. Keira won't even hurt a fly, talk more of killing anyone."She cried, but the men didn't stop.
She watched with tears blurring her vision, as the men walked Keira out of their suit and down the corridor, until they disappeared into the stairs.
She immediately turned to Aiden,
"I've to go with them. Keira didn't do anything.
She's innocent to whatever accusations you guys are making up against."She cried to him, grabbing hold of his collar,
"She wouldn't hurt anyone."
"No one is accusing anyone of anything. The cops are going to ask her a few questions and if she answers them right, she'll be let go."He reassured her, making her face him,
"As long as she's innocent, she'll be free. They just need to be sure what happened last night after she left with Xander."
"I've to go with them. I need to be there for Keira."She urged him, wanting to go after them, but Aiden held her back,
"We're all going down to the precinct together, but you've to promise me not to get in their way."He cajoled her,
"Keira might be your friend, but this is murder we're talking about...."He paused, taking a deep inhale and exhaling afterwards, to recollect his nerves.
It was still hard to digest the fact that his friend, who'd spent time with yesterday evening, was now dead and he was never seeing him again.
It was one hard pill to swallow.
"Elvira, you've to allow the law do their job."
Elvira was shaken, but she nodded positively, giving her assurance to Aiden.
Keira was still in paralyzed shock even when they arrived at the precinct.
Everything felt surreal. It was like she was in a nightmare, patiently waiting to be woken up by someone from the reality world.
The men led her into the interrogatory room and made her sit on one of the chairs around the desk. She was drowning in her own morbid thoughts to even notice what was going on around her.
She was completely oblivious to the world around her.
She still couldn't believe Xander was dead. Her brain was finding great difficulty, processing what Aiden had said earlier.
"....Xander's body was found near a rock at the lake. He was shot multiple times and he died..."
Another drop of tear brimmed down her face and although it was warm, it felt cold against her skin as it trickled down her face.
"Go home Keira....Drew will drop you at the hostel on his way home....I need some time alone....Go now Keira...Go now Keira!"
Reminiscing the last words he'd said to her last night, her tears worsened. Her heart was bleeding and it depicted on how deep her grief were.
If she'd known something bad was going to happen, she wouldn't have left him alone there, even if it was at the expense of their friendship.
She wouldn't have left him alone. She would've stayed with him and insisted he drove her home himself.
But no, she left him there and now, he's dead.
He died without her telling him she's forgiven him for what he tried to do. He died with the guilt of his actions and she's to be blamed for it.
No one else but herself.
"Keira Logan....almost nineteen years old and you're a student of Camden university..."The taller one of the plaid shirted men, listed endlessly, staring into the file he was holding.
"Sophomore economics major, works part time at the Royale Cafe. Your parents are Maverick and Ruth Logan and you're an only child. You're from Witherthrow in Topeka and you're a post grad of the Topeka high school..."He closed the file and averted his gaze to her,
"Clean record you've got here and I bet you're smart too, to be accepted into a prestigious school like Camden on a full term scholarship."He said to her, but Keira said nothing.
Her eyes were in teary and unblinking, one could mistake her for a statue, if not for the tears that kept brimming in her eyes.
"Crying ain't gonna solve anything here. Someone was found dead and multiple statements has it you were seen leaving the party with him last night. If you give us the answers we need, you'll walk out that door a free woman."He advised her cautiously, keeping the file on the desk.
"I'm Inspector Collins and this is my partner, Gabriel."He introduced himself and his colleague to Keira, but she said nothing still.
Getting no reply from her, he cleared his throat and continued nonetheless.
"Last night, you and the victim, Xander Williamson, attended his friend's party near Lake Vaquero right, what happened afterwards?" The man asked her, resting his back against his seat, while his colleague waited for her to begin, so he could record her statement like he'd done the others.
Keira sniffle twice, before wiping her eyes with the back of her palms and then she began in a husky, tears choked voice.
"We arrived at the party and Xander introduced me to his friends...."
"Do you mind telling us their names?"The second man asked her and she nodded and sniffles again,
"There was Drew, Stacey, Mike and some other people I couldn't recall their names."She fessed to the man, who took note of the names she'd called.
"Go on.."The first man urged her and she exhaled lightly, continuing with her story.
She entailed to the men everything that happened in the party, but when it got to the part where Xander had told her he wanted to talk to her in private, she stopped.
"Go on Keira. He told you he wanted to talk to you in private and you followed him towards the lake, so what happened after that?" The man probed further, persuading her to tell them the whole story, but Keira couldn't go on.
Of course, she gets the fact they were trying to find out what happened to Xander, but she couldn't bring herself to tell them he'd tried to rape her after professing his feelings for her.
"Do you understand you could be charged for his murder for withholding any information from us?" The first man asked her, but she said nothing still.
It was as if she was in a daze and had gone mute.
"Miss Logan, this is no robbery case we're dealing with here. This is a murder case and you could be charged for murder and sent to prison for it."The man's tone was threatening, but Keira said nothing still.
"Do you understand the danger you're putting yourself into by not telling us what happened. You could spend the rest of your life in jail for this. Tell us what happened and we would try our best to protect you. No one is going to hurt you, as long as you're honest with us."The second man said to her, but she was strong willed not to say anything.
When they couldn't get any more words from her, they got up from their seats simultaneously and excused themselves, giving her time to rethink her decision.
Two weeks later, Keira was in police's custody, awaiting the court trial which was about a month away. The news of her being the prime suspect in Xander's murder had spread out like a wild fire. It was the top news in all the media houses and new channels in Boston."Son of A list business man and heir to the Williamson's empire, Xander Williamson, killed by his nineteen year old girlfriend, Keira Logan."That was the top search on the Internet. Both local and international news channels were anchoring updates on the case.Keira tried pleading not guilty, but it was invalid, especially after the gun whose bullets were found in Xander's body, was extracted from her belongings a few days after the arrest was made.She was bewildered and she blatantly denied ownership to the gun and swore she'd never used nor seen the gun before, but no one believed her.It was as if someone was working in the shadows, to get her in jail for a crime she'd not committed.She thought about gettin
Keira alighted the shuttle bus, heaving an exhausted sigh and yawning afterward. She was drained after having to sit for over two hours, taking a pop quiz and writing an argumentative essay, and all she needed at that time was to eat something and go straight to bed, but unfortunately for her, her work for the day wasn't done. She had less than an hour before her evening shift began and she couldn't afford to be late for work, or else, an hour's pay would be deducted from her salary. No matter how small ten dollars was, she couldn't afford to lose it from her salary. Never. Having paid the bus driver, she turned and hurried towards her dormitory building, to freshen up and change into her work outfit. This was her second month at Camden University and her tenth week after she received the mail that changed her life forever. Before then, she was just like most of the kids in her small neighborhood, Witherthrow, with no hope for a brighter future. "Back so early." Elvi
"What did you just do?!" The second guy queried Keira in perplexity after she'd snatched her palm from Andre's face.She quivered timorously, taking a step away from Andre.What have you done, Keira? Her frightened conscience reprimanded her.How could you have allowed your emotions to get ahead of your rationality? It was just a minor stain, but all thanks to your exaggeration, you've gotten yourself into trouble with whoever this guy is.An enraged Andre, surged towards her, raising his hand to retaliate, but his friend grabbed hold of him before he got close enough to touch her."Andre, please calm down." His friend begged him earnestly,"She's just a little girl and has no idea who you're." His friend pleaded, throwing Keira a demeaning glance.Fury emanated from every single pore on Andre's body as he glared at Keira. The sight of her caused his blood to boil with irritation and resentment.How dare she raise her filthy hands to slap him?No one has ever done that, not ev
The drive to the frat house was the longest twenty minutes of Keira's life. She has never felt more apprehensive and agitated in her entire life as she did during those twenty minutes.It was like a twenty-minute-long visit to hell, in a staring challenge with the devil. Xander, as Kimberly had introduced him, kept throwing her sinister glares from the rearview mirror and he pretended as if he was just meeting her for the very first time when he went ahead to ask her how Camden University was treating her.She couldn't tell if he was playing mind games with her or if he loathed her guts for laying hands on his friend, but didn't want to say anything yet.She was very uncomfortable and edgy, but neither Elvira nor Kimberly noticed because Xander was an expert player. Without any hassle, he played the nice and chivalrous gentleman to Elvira and Kimberly, while dishing her the deadliest glares, through the rearview mirror.She was more terrified about meeting Andre at the party. If
Keira traveled down the corridor, still shackled with the thoughts of what she'd done earlier.She'd called Andre sir and she bet he must've heard her. Everyone in the room must've heard her. Bet they are calling her all sorts of names now, laughing their guts out.She's never going back there. Not like anyone would notice her absence.They'll be too engrossed in their fun game or listening to Xander and Cole's tales about being cavalier playboys, to notice her absenteeism.They both should've passed out as twins, rather than Cole and Aiden. The latter is calmer, more elusive, and earmarked, while Cole, on the other hand, is wild and boisterous.Well, good for them. She was probably gonna stay out here and watch the wild orgies until it was time for them to go home.She located the bathroom exactly where Andre had directed her and she pushed the door open, only to be welcomed by a somber and gloomy room, devoid of light.Keira was confused, so stepped out to reassure her
Three months later, Keira has forgotten about the party incident with Andre and his friends. She moved on with her life, returning to her normal cycle; work, school, and home. She avoided Shakira and her cliques like a plague, shying away from every frivolous gathering Elvira invited her to, drowning herself in her academics and her work.Surprisingly, Xander dropped by the cafeteria where she was working two weeks later, with a copy of Tully and an apology note, apologizing for his and his friends I'll attitude towards her, during the frat party.She did try rejecting the book, but he was assertive and threatened to cause a scene if she doesn't accept his acknowledgment."I just want us to be friends. Platonic friends per se." He'd fessed with her when she queried his motives behind the sudden attention on her. "You're different from the other girls I've been with and very special too. I just want to be your friend and nothing more attached to it." He'd reassured her. Although
Keira tried to free her arm from Xander's grasps, but it was mostly impossible as his grip on her was strong. However, the grip whatever he'd taken had on him, was way stronger."Xander, you can't do this to me. You're my friend, remember?" She tried talking sense into him, wriggling her arm and sobbing, but he was clouded by a thick fog of lust and alcohol, her pleas couldn't penetrate into."Xander...""Shut the fuck up and strip!" He roared authoritatively, pushing her against the rock. Keira winced in pain as her back came in contact with the hard rock.The environment was calm, dark and almost lonely, except for the sleeping ducks in the lake. They'd walked several yards away from the party spot, so if she cried, the possibility of anyone hearing her and coming to her rescue, was a five out of a hundred."Xander, please don't do this to me." She begged him relentlessly, her eyes clouded with tears as she fought him off.She couldn't allow him to do this to her. She co
Two weeks later, Keira was in police's custody, awaiting the court trial which was about a month away. The news of her being the prime suspect in Xander's murder had spread out like a wild fire. It was the top news in all the media houses and new channels in Boston."Son of A list business man and heir to the Williamson's empire, Xander Williamson, killed by his nineteen year old girlfriend, Keira Logan."That was the top search on the Internet. Both local and international news channels were anchoring updates on the case.Keira tried pleading not guilty, but it was invalid, especially after the gun whose bullets were found in Xander's body, was extracted from her belongings a few days after the arrest was made.She was bewildered and she blatantly denied ownership to the gun and swore she'd never used nor seen the gun before, but no one believed her.It was as if someone was working in the shadows, to get her in jail for a crime she'd not committed.She thought about gettin
Keira was dumbfounded and frazzled, it felt like her whole world was crashing down, right in front of her. No...it wasn't possible. This can't be true. They must be mistaken. There must've been a mistake somewhere. It wasn't her Xander they'd seen. It wasn't him. She was with him last night and of course, it wasn't in best situation, but he was there, alive and breathing. He told her to go home with Drew, that he needed some time alone. It isn't possible he would turn up dead just several hours later. She opened her mouth to say something, but no words could come out. She'd a lot of questions and arguments, but her brain couldn't fathom anything for her to say at that moment. She was completely dumbfounded. "Are you sure he was the one?" Elvira, who was still recovering from the shock, questioned no one in particular. "And why would you ever think it was Keira who was responsible for his death?" She queried them still, shocked they could think such of her. "Keira
Keira tried to free her arm from Xander's grasps, but it was mostly impossible as his grip on her was strong. However, the grip whatever he'd taken had on him, was way stronger."Xander, you can't do this to me. You're my friend, remember?" She tried talking sense into him, wriggling her arm and sobbing, but he was clouded by a thick fog of lust and alcohol, her pleas couldn't penetrate into."Xander...""Shut the fuck up and strip!" He roared authoritatively, pushing her against the rock. Keira winced in pain as her back came in contact with the hard rock.The environment was calm, dark and almost lonely, except for the sleeping ducks in the lake. They'd walked several yards away from the party spot, so if she cried, the possibility of anyone hearing her and coming to her rescue, was a five out of a hundred."Xander, please don't do this to me." She begged him relentlessly, her eyes clouded with tears as she fought him off.She couldn't allow him to do this to her. She co
Three months later, Keira has forgotten about the party incident with Andre and his friends. She moved on with her life, returning to her normal cycle; work, school, and home. She avoided Shakira and her cliques like a plague, shying away from every frivolous gathering Elvira invited her to, drowning herself in her academics and her work.Surprisingly, Xander dropped by the cafeteria where she was working two weeks later, with a copy of Tully and an apology note, apologizing for his and his friends I'll attitude towards her, during the frat party.She did try rejecting the book, but he was assertive and threatened to cause a scene if she doesn't accept his acknowledgment."I just want us to be friends. Platonic friends per se." He'd fessed with her when she queried his motives behind the sudden attention on her. "You're different from the other girls I've been with and very special too. I just want to be your friend and nothing more attached to it." He'd reassured her. Although
Keira traveled down the corridor, still shackled with the thoughts of what she'd done earlier.She'd called Andre sir and she bet he must've heard her. Everyone in the room must've heard her. Bet they are calling her all sorts of names now, laughing their guts out.She's never going back there. Not like anyone would notice her absence.They'll be too engrossed in their fun game or listening to Xander and Cole's tales about being cavalier playboys, to notice her absenteeism.They both should've passed out as twins, rather than Cole and Aiden. The latter is calmer, more elusive, and earmarked, while Cole, on the other hand, is wild and boisterous.Well, good for them. She was probably gonna stay out here and watch the wild orgies until it was time for them to go home.She located the bathroom exactly where Andre had directed her and she pushed the door open, only to be welcomed by a somber and gloomy room, devoid of light.Keira was confused, so stepped out to reassure her
The drive to the frat house was the longest twenty minutes of Keira's life. She has never felt more apprehensive and agitated in her entire life as she did during those twenty minutes.It was like a twenty-minute-long visit to hell, in a staring challenge with the devil. Xander, as Kimberly had introduced him, kept throwing her sinister glares from the rearview mirror and he pretended as if he was just meeting her for the very first time when he went ahead to ask her how Camden University was treating her.She couldn't tell if he was playing mind games with her or if he loathed her guts for laying hands on his friend, but didn't want to say anything yet.She was very uncomfortable and edgy, but neither Elvira nor Kimberly noticed because Xander was an expert player. Without any hassle, he played the nice and chivalrous gentleman to Elvira and Kimberly, while dishing her the deadliest glares, through the rearview mirror.She was more terrified about meeting Andre at the party. If
"What did you just do?!" The second guy queried Keira in perplexity after she'd snatched her palm from Andre's face.She quivered timorously, taking a step away from Andre.What have you done, Keira? Her frightened conscience reprimanded her.How could you have allowed your emotions to get ahead of your rationality? It was just a minor stain, but all thanks to your exaggeration, you've gotten yourself into trouble with whoever this guy is.An enraged Andre, surged towards her, raising his hand to retaliate, but his friend grabbed hold of him before he got close enough to touch her."Andre, please calm down." His friend begged him earnestly,"She's just a little girl and has no idea who you're." His friend pleaded, throwing Keira a demeaning glance.Fury emanated from every single pore on Andre's body as he glared at Keira. The sight of her caused his blood to boil with irritation and resentment.How dare she raise her filthy hands to slap him?No one has ever done that, not ev
Keira alighted the shuttle bus, heaving an exhausted sigh and yawning afterward. She was drained after having to sit for over two hours, taking a pop quiz and writing an argumentative essay, and all she needed at that time was to eat something and go straight to bed, but unfortunately for her, her work for the day wasn't done. She had less than an hour before her evening shift began and she couldn't afford to be late for work, or else, an hour's pay would be deducted from her salary. No matter how small ten dollars was, she couldn't afford to lose it from her salary. Never. Having paid the bus driver, she turned and hurried towards her dormitory building, to freshen up and change into her work outfit. This was her second month at Camden University and her tenth week after she received the mail that changed her life forever. Before then, she was just like most of the kids in her small neighborhood, Witherthrow, with no hope for a brighter future. "Back so early." Elvi